Poem 4

I have a square sticker on my laptop
           When I look around me, all I see are shapes

           We can’t live without the air

           Blow blow the atrium wind

           All the small insects live underground

           All the rooms are waiting for the twilight moon

           The light felt heavy

           My heart felt big . . .

But my body left in the dark room
           My tear is in the corner of my eye
         
           The water trickled down my cheek
         
           And I let my long legs walk out of your life
         
           I’m running to my dreams
           
           Tripping over stones
         
           I will hand it to you one day
         
           Let’s draw circles before leaving
         
           Then I’ll let you leave my mind . . .